Looking on NHS jobs is not a good sign; in fact it’s a terrible sign (what the hell is NHS England by the way??). But that is what I have been driven to after the last 2 months onslaught and endless arrival of what I am now calling ‘The F factor’s’ or more accurately the “What the F, Factor's??” "Effer’s" for short.
After 20 months of working with Effers and more recently having had more encounters with the female of the species whereby in the past I was exposed to the male variety, herein are the results of my anthropological studies…
The Effers don’t stop complaining. Ever. Well except to eat cheese, and then they complain about that.
The Effers complain about each other….. then go out and eat cheese together
The Effers complain about the national staff (that would be the poverty and lack of a decent education system then)
The Effers complain about the rain (it the effing rainy season you dumbwits)
The Effers complain about the roads (that would be Africa then)
The Effers complain about being here – apparently they have some sort of particular cognitive problems whereby when they don’t want to be somewhere they get on an Effing plane and go there – amazing!
The Effers think it’s OK to speak to anyone however they like in the most rude and aggressive manners imaginable, but then become highly offended if it is done to them.
Having an overinflated sense of importance is common amongst the Effers which helps them undertake activities such as taking a vehicle to drive home without any authorization to do so and then abandoning it for the weekend in an unsecured place. Well the poor Effer had to get home after all!
Most Effers appear to have some form of congenital birth defect which results in a form of a tick. This tick is most noticeable when you ask the Effers a question; the shoulders raise up quickly, the head tilts sharply to one side and the lips pout. Sometimes they expel a short burst of burst of air from between the lips creating a rather irritating “purhhh” sound. It’s an unfortunate affliction as when other cultures are exposed to this tick, or shrug as it’s also known, it can frequently induce a sudden violent reaction in the direction of the Effer's face.
I only have 9 days left trying to manage these Effers but these last 2 months has made be question any other previous decisions I might have made……..
so what is this NHS England business all about, in fact scarily, why are all the NHS jobs describing themselves as a business………
Oh God, I'm trapped between the Effers and the Effers
so what is this NHS England business all about, in fact scarily, why are all the NHS jobs describing themselves as a business………
Oh God, I'm trapped between the Effers and the Effers
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